Rottmnt Donnie angst :D

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The Krang smiled creepily before lunging towards Donnie who was utterly terrified. He supposed to be the smart one, the one who felt nothing. So why did he feel so much fear? Why? Why. Legs frozen. Eyes glued to the krang who was leaping at him. He shut his eyes tightly because what was the point of watching his death. He watched Leo die. Twice. Death was simply a means of escape, maybe he deserved this fate. Maybe he should just die. 

A spike pierced through his right leg rendering him useless. Wincing at the pain, he turned to face the demon in front of him. Menacing, overpowering. 'A fucking bitch' he thought. 'Caused everyone pain.' He collapsed and fell through the void. Allowing darkness to seep through his body, dominating him, destroying mind and body. 

Before it consumed everything. 

Leo: "He should be fine, buuut, he will be delirious for a day or two. Or maybe he won't." He glanced down at his sleeping twin with sympathy. How could Donnie nice his injuries, his anxiety? If it were him, he would've died trying to mask a sense of normalcy.

Donnie kicked the air in his sleep, mumbling some incoherent words to himself. 'Probably dreaming.' Leo thought. Dreaming about the invasion, dreaming about the day he was trapped. The day he nearly died! The krang. The ones who haunted his dreams, his and everyone's dreams. Oh if only he could crush them like they did to his body. 

Mikey: "Will Donnie be okay?" Leo looked down at his younger brother. Dr Feelings, the therapist of the group, the one who matured the most after the invasion, was about to cry. He was still a child, in fact they all were. Children with trauma and a bucket of it to be precise.

Leo: "He will be fine Mikey, remember, I said he will be delirious earlier didn't I."

 Mikey: "Oh yeah, I wonder what he's gonna say." He smiled, his brother was so strong.

 Mikey's face lit up, "LEO, CAN I MAKE HIM A CARD!?"

Leo: "Yeah sure, whatever little bro, remember to wear the gloves though." upon hearing this Mikey nodded and ran out the medbay faster than a cheetah on a race track which was an absurd comparison as cheetahs do not belong there.

Donnie groaned and shook in his sleep. Probably having a nightmare. After this ordeal he definitely needed a seminar with Dr Feelings, apparently Dr Delicate Touch feels nothing? 

Light. Beeping. Warmth. 

These were the first thing he felt as he opened his eyes. It actually took a while to remember he had eyes, and then even more time to remember how to open them! 

Leo: "Dee..? DEE!!" Leo was positioned at the end of his bed and was elated at this return of his twin to the 'land of the living'

Leo: "GUYS DONNIE WOKE UP!!!!!" Ugh if Nardo wanted to shout so loud he could at least shout somewhere else. Wait, where was he? Why did his head hurt, oh and his shell throbbed. Usually he could handle pain but this was on another level. 

Medbay. He was in medbay. He had a meltdown or something? Not too sure but something about a lack of sleep and drugs. But the nightmare. This is why he never slept, those monsters that took Leo haunted everything. His brain couldn't work because of them due to the constant repeat of certain scenes from that day. Why was he so GODDAMN GOOD AT REMEMBERING THIS!? IT'S NOT EVEN-

Mikey and Raph: "Donnie!!" The pair rushed in, their faces lit up like the sun , illuminating his dark thoughts. He gave a weak smile and let his brothers snuggle up with him in bed [Not Tncest]. He just wanted everything for Mikey, the little bit deserved the whole world. 

Mikey: "Dee look, I made you a card!" He presented a card saying ' Get Well Soon' on the front and inside, had a drawing of his brother's (and Donnie). Overall a really nice card, especially with Mikey's bad hands. His bad hands... Gasp. He broke the rules!! Unless he wore the gloves, then he was fine. 

Donnie: "Raph that's a bit too tight." Raph had been squeezing the life out of the group and didn't have any plans of letting go. 

 Raph: "M' sorry Dee, I just. Feel bad." Feel bad about what, he wanted to say. But alas, words decided too elude him once more.

Medbay... WAIT MEDBAY?! He squirmed, attempting to exit this prison but his brothers had him pinned down in the group hug. 'Darn, I guess I have to sit with my thoughts' 

'What do I think I about,  I could think of my next invention or something.' He wasn't really sure what he was thinking. Just random things that popped into his head at that time. But soon his brain began to drift away into a deep slumber. So he blacked out.

The bright light blinded Donnie when he came too again. When had he fallen asleep? Why was he crying? And most importantly, why was he? Wait that sentence didn't make sense. Argh painkillers, was he high on them?? Ah who cares. He just sat under the white blanket idly fiddling with his hands and staring at the door.

Staring until he remembered something he didn't want to.

That mission.

He failed again

And again.

And again.

It was all pointless, why should be be allowed to mess up and not be blamed for anything. His tech nearly killed them all! They had the right to be angry but they were just understanding!? This was feelings and unlike science, this wasn't his path. 

Sigh. He exhaled, really sighed. He didn't narrate the sighing but actually did it which for Donnie was not normal at all. So when Mikey stumbled into the room and caught Donnie actually sighing, he was anything but relieved.

Donnie: "Heey Mikey, didja know the 99th digit of pi is 7 ?" He blurted out, he sounded drunk. Like my gosh. He was wasted! On air! Well that's his brain anyway. 

 Mikey: "Yeah you told us a while ago." Oh. Had he, he didn't remember that.

 Well that didn't matter, the only thing he cared about was-

What did he care about?